ARIA POINT OF VIEW.

“Argh!” I growled angrily as I tossed my hair backwards.

My lungs burned as I dragged in air, each breath rough and too loud in my ears. The ground beneath me was torn up, darkened with blood that still steamed faintly in the cooling air.

Bodies lay scattered around us, motionless now, their threat ended. Two of them had fled into the trees, their retreat frantic and uncoordinated, but the rest would never run again.

I forced my breathing to slow and shifted back ...